Deep throat

Your husband tilts your head up to kiss you, but you slide away from it. You aren't ready for him to taste your mouth yet.

“Not yet!”

Your fingertips glide over his stomach and groin as you sink to your knees. You take his lovely cock in both hands and smile for him as you stroke it with the lightest touch. He groans and tries to push into your mouth. A hand on his hip keeps him in his place. Only when you're satisfied your teasing is turning his pleasure to pain do you show him relief.

You caress him with your tongue, lapping at his hole in the way that makes his knees buckle. He's breathing hard now. A hand takes hold of your hair, but you continue to set the pace, moving as slowly and as fast as you care to. You love the salty taste of his precum as he prepares himself to explode.

Finally, your throat is ready to take all of him. You open wide and deep throat his penis, the head grazing the back of your throat.

“Oh God, baby, oh God, oh fuck!”

He pulls you tight against him and bypasses your mouth completely, spurt after spurt of your husband's seed pumping straight into your belly. The sensation makes an animal of you, and you finger yourself to a shuddering climax right along side him. You pump him harder even as he grows soft and winces at the rough treatment. You want every last drop he has to offer.

You only let him go when his knees finally do give out, so the two of you are sitting in the bathtub while the shower pours down on you both.

“Oh my God. Why don't we play like that anymore?”

You curl up against him. Your hand finds his soft cock and starts rubbing it once more. It has a little life in it yet. “If you came home a little earlier on Fridays, we'd have a whole hour to play before the kids got home from school.”

“Now there's an idea,” he mumbles as he pulls your face to his. The spunk on your breath smells like his own, and when you both dry off and hop into bed, you dream of letting your husband fuck you while you service the young men and the crowd through the glory hole.